My life is one big cliché. (:
So get this right... this really sweet guy (let's call him Coco) liked me. He added me on Bebo and stuff and we got talking like everyone... blah, blah, blah.
We arranged to meet Bank Holiday Monday at Croydon. And let me just say I wasn't in the least bit impressed. And I am not being rude. So, anyway - when in need call the best friend. Next thing I know I am being cornered in Topshop and Coco is overly telling me her loves me... re re re. I pushed him out of the way in an exaggerated manner (because i am a drama queen [=) and some woman was staring at us. Me and my friend (let's call her Lala) Lala were laughing because it would have been funny if I had called out "RAPE!". But yah.
I have also come to the conclusion that I am in love with my ex.
I am so sad :( I really should have moved on by now but I really can't and it's been like a year already... grr.
I really want to talk to him but I'm scared. What should I do?
Anyway, my second GCSE on Wednesday... I recently just finished my 10 hour art one. And I think it turned out pretty well.
We finished school today and like, everyone was crying. BLESS!
But the way the school didn't tell us we were breaking up today. I had emotional farewell with my mr hardy haters/doctor who/big bang theory buddies.. I actually nearly cried.
Oui, I am the leader of the Hardy Haters United (: That's the teacher I swore at by the way.
Anyway, I gotta roll and watch another episode of Pushing Daisies. (:

Chynna x